Time flies quickly, and Wen Shuya, as Qin Yang's guard, can be said to be almost inseparable except for not being together when they go to the toilet.

"Gollum ......."

A deafening sound came into the ears of the two of them, which immediately caused Qin Yan to laugh.

"Are you hungry?"

As soon as the words fell, another strange voice came.

"Gollum ......."

Wen Shuya heard it clearly, the voice came from Qin Yang's stomach, and the voice was like thunder, several times louder than hers.

There are many taverns on the street, Qin Yang still prefers Yueyang Building, where the dishes are full of flavor and fragrance, and the wine is fragrant, which can be described as the best in the world.

"Childe, there are many eyes and ears here, the population is complex, and all of them are people of three religions and nine streams, let's find another one." Wen Shuya didn't care about her hunger for the first time, and there was a killer hidden in Yueyang Tower.

"It's so cold today."

The man standing next to Wen Shuya felt a trace of cold air entering his body at this time, the cold air was heavy and condensed, and there was a faint fragrance of women, and it would not feel good to smell it in his body.

However, after a few sips, the man couldn't stand it anymore, and with tenderness in his eyes, he raised the wine glass in his hand, wanting to pull Wen Shuya's hand.

"Girl's name, can you tell me?"

The drunk man was confused and wanted to be light, but fortunately, Qin Yang moved quickly, and with a kick on the man's body, he immediately kicked it out and rolled on the ground for a long time before stopping.

Although Qin Yang's strength is not as good as Wen Shuya and Lin Xiao, he is a real martial artist, a martial artist is ninefold, and he can build a foundation, but Qin Yang's strength is worthy of seven folds, and there is still a lot of distance from that eightfold, not to mention the ninefold, there is also a foundation building realm above the ninefold.

"Hey......."

Qin Yang, who had a cold glint in his eyes, didn't know what he was thinking, and seemed to be worried about his safety.

In the corner of Yueyang Tower, there was a father and daughter, looking at Qin Yang and Wen Shuya beside him, and the man's finger was a thin needle, turning back and forth between his fingers.

"Daddy, Daddy, can I drink?" The little girl seems to be very fond of his father and is always inseparable.

"Hehe, Ah Li, you're still young, don't drink indiscriminately." The man touched the girl's mushroom head very dotingly, and his heart was clear.

Today, he received a secret guarantee, saying that he wanted to assassinate Qin Yang, and immediately came to Yueyang Tower as soon as possible, listening to the words of the storyteller and the people around him.

Since I didn't know everything about Qin Yang, I had to inquire.

"Do you know, something happened to the Zhenxi Wangfu yesterday." A storyteller, sitting at a table, surrounded by a large crowd of people, knocking melon seeds, drinking tea, or holding a wine glass, listened to the gentleman.

No matter what the region or place, there will be all kinds of storytellers, who rely on saying a few words every day to satisfy their hearts and minds, and also want to share with the people around them.

Lin Xiao was also among them, he came here early in the morning, listened to the nagging words of the storyteller all morning, the table was covered with melon seeds, and there were countless cups of tea.

Fortunately, the tea in Yueyang Tower is free to drink, otherwise who would want to come here to listen to books.

"Last night, the prince of Zhenxi Wangfu was assassinated." Mr. Storyteller, as soon as he said a word, he took a few sips of tea and sipped a few sips, and then said: "The assassins came and went without a trace, at that time, there were many nets around the Zhenxi Palace, not to mention a person, even if it was a fly, it was difficult to enter." ”

"However, those three assassins entered with such a swagger, but you can imagine that their martial arts are so strong that even the masters of the palace have suffered countless casualties."

Lin Xiao, who listened to Mr. Storyteller's nonsense, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he knew that the more this person said, the more outrageous it became, and some of it was too exaggerated.

However, the surrounding crowd listened to the truth, and none of them didn't want to listen to it, and even Qin Yang's table was occupied at this time.

"Brother, how are you talking?" A big man with a birthmark on his face suddenly came to Qin Yang and asked softly.

Wen Shuya, when she saw the big man, she was stunned for a moment, and her heart suddenly became vigilant, even if the other party was just a civilian, he couldn't let him get close to the prince.

"Did the prince ever think about his own safety?" Wen Shuya asked suddenly.

This sentence stunned Qin Yang, and he didn't know how to answer.

As long as you are a human being, you will think about your own safety, and when you are with dangerous people, you will feel that your own safety is not guaranteed and you are nervous.

But he Qin Yang has countless guards around him, and he is like a cloud, and it is not his turn to consider his own safety.

"Do you still need to think about safety with you?" Qin Yang smiled and said indifferently.

Wen Shuya was choked with anger by this sentence, and she thought that her master would say something righteous and awe-inspiring, but she didn't expect to disappoint her like this.

"Lord Wang, have you ever thought that the brothers entered Shengyang City with you, for what, not for the eldest prince to sit on the throne, because of you, he has today's peace, because of you, he can have the ability to fight against the second prince." Wen Shuya's words broke through the current situation in Shengyang City and made Qin Yang's eyes light up.

He never thought that his subordinates would be so able to analyze the Tao and see a lot of things clearly.

"What do you think if I say that I already plan to send troops to Saint Sun City?" Qin Yang's words made Wen Shuya freeze in place, not knowing how to answer.

Just when the two were talking secretly, a cold eye in the distance looked over and it was the father of the father and daughter, and the thin needle in his hand had long since disappeared.

At the moment of disappearance, Lin Xiao also disappeared.

"Bell, bell, bell."

Between the lightning and flint, Lin Xiao stood in front of Qin Yang, his two fingers tightly clamping something, and when he looked closely, it was a few thin needles that disappeared into the void.

At this time, it was also covered with deep spiritual power.

"A person who cultivates immortals."

When he looked up, the man had already run away, and he was gone.

"Hey, it's you, Brother Lin." Qin Yang looked at Lin Xiao, who was maintaining a handsome posture, and didn't know what he was doing.

Only Wen Shuya on the side, she looked carefully, and the pupils of the few thin needles in Lin Xiao's hand shrank suddenly.

If the person in front of him did not appear at that time, what would have been the consequences, and would the prince's life have died because of this.

Suddenly, Wen Shuya fell to her knees.

"Peng" sounded, "The prince atoned for his sins, was humble, clumsy, and didn't find these small soft needles, if it weren't for his appearance, I'm afraid the prince would have ...... long ago." ”

Looking at Wen Shuya's regretful and helpless expression, Qin Yang smiled knowingly, not caring too much at all.

(End of chapter)